When you meet a child who is homeless or severely neglected, they often have a very un-childlike quality about them. They are somber little adults, with big adult thoughts of survival and mortality in their heads. When I adopted Belle, a seven month-old puppy from the pound, I was expecting a fair amount of puppy behavior like chewing, and romping. After now three days of care, play and good food, she is finally starting to behave a little like the child she is and actually playing with her toys. She was so mellow that first night that I was actually starting to worry about her health, and now seeing her grab one of my bras and wrestle it to the ground like the beast that it is, I'm relieved. She is so thin that her hip bones and should blades stick out through her fur. This mama started feeding her pretty aggressively from the moment she crossed our threshold, and paid the price in piles of steamy badness in my living room. I think we've got the food and poop situation under control now, and she is about the sweetest, dreamiest dog I've ever met. Who could have not wanted this being? Why would anyone neglect and abandon this amazing, sweet, intelligent dog. All I know is I'm glad she's now ours, steamy piles, chewed bras and all.
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